Chapter 272 The Great Elder of the Yu Family

c_t; Just when Luo Xiu got the Xuanhuang soil and was about to say goodbye to Lin Zifeng and leave Mu Xuanzong, a chilling air suddenly came from behind him.

Looking back, I saw a group of people wearing uniform white robes, with a token hanging on their waist, with the word "Yu" engraved on it.

These people all released their auras, and their spiritual consciousness swept around the crowd unscrupulously.

Mu Xuanzong has disciples who are responsible for maintaining public security, but under normal circumstances, during the Dan Meeting, as long as it does not involve a relatively large fight, Mu Xuanzong will not intervene.

If something at Mu Xuanzong's gate is damaged due to a fight, he will have to pay compensation according to the price. In this way, no matter who the two parties are, Mu Xuanzong will not be offended.

"They are from the Yu family." Lin Zifeng looked serious and reached out to take out his blood-red war gun.

A group of people from the Yu family came over in a domineering manner, and everyone gave way. Ye Feitian, who had obtained the Xuanzhi Pill and wanted to leave, was also stopped by the people from the Yu family.

"Ye Feitian, have you got the Three True Flowers? The great elder's patience is very limited." A person headed by the Yu family said to him in a cold voice.

It seems that Ye Feitian knows people from the Yu family.

Ye Feitian's expression was indifferent, "Go back and tell you, Great Elder, that I don't plan to change his Xuanzhi Pill."

While talking, Ye Feitian was about to leave and was too lazy to talk to these Yu family members anymore.

"Hmph, Ye Feitian, do you think you won't change if you say you won't? Yu Lan has returned to the family now. The great elder said that when you got the Three True Flowers, you can go to the Yu family to meet her. "

"Yu Shuo, what do you mean?" Ye Feitian froze, his eyes showing a cold light.

"This is not what I mean, but what the Great Elder means. You, a helpless cultivator, want to marry the third lady of my Yu family. If you can get the Three True Flowers, it will prove that you are qualified. , If you can't get it..." The middle-aged man named Yu Shuo sneered.

At this moment, Yu Muliang, who had a bruised nose and face beside Yu Shuo, pointed at Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng and said sternly: "Second uncle, it was these two beasts who hurt me."

Hearing this, Yu Shuo ignored Ye Feitian, who had a gloomy expression, and looked at Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng coldly. Read the full text of the latest chapter

"Anyone who dares to hurt my Yu family deserves death!"

Murderous intent flashed in Yu Shuo's eyes, and he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist with a clang. He combined his body with the sword and turned into a bright sword light, stabbing Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng from mid-air.

This Yu Shuo was at the third level of Wu Jun's cultivation. The man and the sword merged into one, and the speed was extremely fast, like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword light had already forced Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng to approach.

This sword strike was merciless, and it was going to nail the two of them here.

Lin Zifeng felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but saw that Luo Xiu had already taken a step forward, and the tyrannical aura of the king-level battle body suddenly erupted.

"Master of martial arts?" Yu Shuo's expression changed, and he cursed that bastard Yu Muliang in his heart. Didn't he say that it was two martial kings who hurt him?

"Get back here!"

Luo Xiu shouted coldly, and punched the sword light directly. A deafening bang echoed in the air, and Yu Shuo, who was a man-sword fusion, was directly blown away.

Two martial arts cultivators from the Yu family flew up into the air and caught Yu Shuo. Yu Shuo's face was so dark that it was about to drip. He wanted to kill these two guys with one sword to establish his authority, but he didn't expect that he had just charged. In the past, I was blown away by others, and my face was so humiliating.

An old man from the Yu family stood in the air, looking down at Luo Xiu, "Who are you, and why do you want to hurt my Yu family disciples?"

Luo Xiu slowly retracted his thrown fist, put one hand behind his back, and said calmly: "Just like that guy just attacked me without any reason and was blown away by me, if your disciples of the Yu family didn't intend to hurt me, why would I attack them? ?”

"Nonsense!" The old man of the Yu family snorted coldly, "It's okay to hurt my disciples of the Yu family. I, Yu Zhen, will teach you what you are capable of."

While speaking, the old man named Yu Zhen spread his right hand, and a war sword appeared in his hand. With a flash of his body, a sword light flew out, locking Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu was unafraid and raised his hand to grab the sword light that was coming from him. He crushed it with a click.

The old man of the Yu family remained calm, "No wonder he is so arrogant. It turns out that he has cultivated a monarch-level combat body, and he is only a warrior king."

The strong energy on the sword surged, the cold light flashed, and it was breathtaking. A domineering and fierce martial arts mood spread, as if it was indestructible and could cut through everything in the world. [Fast updates, clean website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]

"The Tyrant Sword Breaks the Sky!"

Yu Zhen's sword was domineering and fierce, and he also used a ninth-level martial skill that matched the martial arts of the domineering sword.

The Yu family is a force with a powerful Martial Emperor in charge, and it is normal to have the inheritance of ninth-grade martial arts.

Yu Zhen was fully confident that with this ninth-level martial arts move, even if the opponent had a monarch-level battle body to protect him, he would still be seriously injured if he didn't die.

boom!

The Netherworld Death Flame burst out from Luo Xiu's body and soon condensed into a ten-foot-tall black flame figure.

This move was performed by the Purple Yao Xingjun obtained from Zifu Palace. However, due to the attributes of the true essence he cultivated, the Xingjun method used by Luo Xiu was not purple, but condensed black flames.

With a thought in his mind, Xingjun Faxiang punched out.

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The nearby space was torn into black traces by the aftermath of the tyrannical energy, and one of Xingjun Dharmaxiang's arms exploded instantly.

However, Yu Zhen's offensive was also blocked, and then Xingjun Faxiang's other hand struck out with a bang, sending Yu Zhen flying away with his sword.

"Ninth-level martial arts, who are you?"

Yu Zhen steadied his figure, looked surprised and uncertain, and asked in a loud voice.

Generally, ninth-grade martial arts are the core inheritance of all forces, but this person actually masters ninth-grade martial arts. It is very likely that his origin is not small, no worse than that of the Yu family.

Luo Xiu looked calm and composed, and said slowly: "I am the master of Taixuan Sect, Luo Xiu!"

This time, he did not call himself the leader to avoid getting into trouble.

"Tai Xuan Sect?" Everyone in the Yu family looked puzzled.

"I have never heard of such a sect in this area of ​​the Hengyun Mountains." Many nearby martial arts cultivators who came to participate in the alchemy meeting were equally puzzled.

"But Taixuanmen seems to sound familiar. It seems that I have heard of it before." Someone suddenly said this.

Suddenly, an old man with a white beard who was setting up a stall not far away exclaimed, "I remember that in ancient times, there was a holy place in our southern region, which was Taixuanmen!"

In an instant, the whole place was in an uproar, but some people still raised doubts, "Didn't the ancient Taixuan disappear into thin air?"

Naturally, Luo Xiu would not explain these people's doubts. After all, the reconstruction of Taixuan had just begun. Being the target of public criticism prematurely was a disaster rather than a blessing.

"Using the name of the ancient holy land to show off in the market is simply unreasonable!"

At this moment, a sneer came from a distance, and an old man in white, with a face as cold as frost, walked towards this side.

The white-clothed old man also had a token engraved with the word "Yu" hanging on his waist. He was surrounded by terrifying true energy fluctuations, vast and endless, and as oppressive as a mountain.

"Great Elder!"

Everyone in the Yu family bowed respectfully.

Many people looked solemn. The old man in white was the eldest elder of the Yu family. His name was Yu Chunqiu. He was a very senior member of the Yu family and had the cultivation of the eighth level of the Martial Lord.

"Everyone is exempt from the courtesy." Yu Chunqiu nodded lightly, and immediately looked at Luo Xiu, "A small King of Martial Arts dares to blaspheme the name of the ancient holy land. I don't know how high the sky is."

As he spoke, Yu Chunqiu reached out and grabbed the air, and an extremely cold aura suddenly gathered and turned into a big hand, grabbing Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng head-on.

Luo Xiu's face also became solemn. He had to use all his trump cards to compete with a strong man at the eighth level of Wu Jun.

But exposing his trump card in such a place will probably attract the covetousness of many people, especially if he uses the power of the law and his identity as King Shura is exposed. The old monster of the Martial Emperor is very interested in the fragments of the law.

Because the power of the law can be understood through the law fragments, which will be of great benefit to breaking through to the realm of the Martial Emperor in the future.

"Yu Chunqiu, don't you feel ashamed to bully the small with the big?"

Suddenly, a long laugh sounded, and a figure appeared in front of Luo Xiu and Lin Zifeng. He raised his right hand and pointed towards Yu Chunqiu's condensed cold hand.

The space was torn apart silently under this finger, like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing up the cold hand.

"The power of space?" Luo Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

Yu Chunqiu didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway, and his face changed slightly, "Gao Lianhong, what does this matter have to do with you?"

It was at this moment that everyone noticed the sudden appearance.

This is a gray-haired old man with gray temples, wearing a silver-white robe. His figure stands there, as if he is integrated with the surrounding space, and it is difficult for his consciousness to sense the other person's aura.

Hearing the comments from people around him, Luo Xiu realized that Gao Lianhong was a well-known casual cultivator in the Hengyun Mountains, and he had reached the seventh level of the Martial Lord.

Luo Xiu looked confused. He and Gao Lian Hongsu didn't know each other. Why did the other party help him?

He glanced at Lin Zifeng, only to see Lin Zifeng shake his head. It was obvious that he didn't recognize this powerful Martial Lord either.

"I'm nosy, can you mind it?" Gao Lianhong smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Yu Chunqiu's face turned gloomy, and he stared at Gao Lianhong with a cold tone, "Gao Lianhong, in terms of cultivation, you are a bit weaker than me. Now get out of the way. I can pretend that nothing has happened."

"Otherwise, even if you can control the power of space, the head of my Yu family is the Martial Emperor. If I want to kill you, be careful that you die!"

Facing Yu Chunqiu's threat, Gao Lianhong didn't take it seriously, "Others are afraid of your Yu family, but I am not."

Yu Chunqiu's face was as dark as water, "I will teach you the power of the void!"

As he spoke, Yu Chunqiu clasped his palms together and squeezed the seal. The cold aura of true energy spread around his body. Within a radius of several hundred meters, snowflakes actually fell from the sky. Snowflakes also formed on the ground and surrounding buildings. Frost.

"Ice Dark Palm!"

Yu Chunqiu struck out with a palm, and the world seemed to turn into ice blue, and the somber and cold atmosphere seemed to freeze even space.

Gao Lianhong's face did not change, he reached out and grabbed the void, and a piece of space was directly shattered, and the space fragments were stirred together to form a black space storm.

The fight between the two powerful warriors in the later stages of the Martial Lord alarmed many experts on Muxuan Mountain, and more and more people gathered around them.

Yu Chunqiu, as the elder of the Yu family, practices martial arts of the ninth grade. His icy true essence is pure and powerful. In the Hengyun Mountains, he can be said to be one of the top five masters below the Martial Emperor.

Gao Lianhong's cultivation is slightly weaker than his. He is not as good as Yu Chunqiu in terms of true essence, but he is able to handle the situation with ease by manipulating space. The two sides are evenly matched.

"Yu family disciples, listen to my order, take down those two people!" Yu Chunqiu shouted. There are many people from the Yu family who came to participate in the alchemy meeting this time, including three Martial Lords.

"Gao Lianhong, even if you can stop me, can you stop the rest of my Yu family?" Yu Chunqiu sneered.

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